Kept Faith Ensures Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Time. Patience.
And kept faith ensures,
No one who has done...
Evil to choose to do to another
Will hardly be seen,
Skipping around joyfully...
And away from these scenes,
Pleading for more,
Of their agony to pour...
On shoulders already burdened,
By those enjoying,
The act to deliver grief.

Nor will people like this...
Be watching their evils,
Replayed nonstop...
In a Heaven to portray them,
As nothing out of the ordinary.
While God and Lucifer together,
Commands...
Copies of what they've seen,
Downloaded immediately...
To other demons awaiting,
With their fingers crossed...
Hoping to have their demeaning,
Tactics...
Will please to pass.
With the same endearing,
To entertain acceptance.

Envision they see receiving,
Golden slippers.
Halos and wings.
Or a choice to get an eternity,
Of mystical bliss.
With harps to hear.
And trumpets announcing...
Their entrances made,
On billows of clouds.
Through exquisite pearly gates.

Afterall...
Even those evil,
Have heard such sermons made.
'We all make mistakes.
To then confess our sins.
Knowing to us forgiveness comes
If we commit to tithing,
Every Sunday to be done.
Let us bow and pray away...
All of our temptations.'

Although...
Evils done to do with intent...
Regret will not stop haunting,
A mind that has been forgiven.

Time. Patience.
And kept faith ensures...
This to be witnessed.
By those with beliefs to keep,
Beyond the ones...
On Sunday to masquerade,
Faith to fake then leave...
To seek the doing,
Of more of their misdeeds.

'And again...
We are here to confess sins.
And those who have...
Known of them to commit,
More from you to tithe...
Is both welcomed and expected.'